Salute To The General

"Sure!" Leopold replied before clenching his fists and starting to exert force using his upper body.

Boom!

The explosive force that was generated from the expansion of the man's muscles ripped his shirt apart, tearing it into shreds.

Numerous intersecting scars could be seen on Leopold's muscular upper body as it was exposed.

Even though the eyebrows and sideburns of the tall-built general had already greyed, his body was still as strong as steel.

At that moment, the topless man, who was dressed in combat trousers and wearing a pair of black combat boots, looked exceptionally intimidating. He had a domineering aura surrounding him like he was ready to kill.

Gammon, Sofie and the rest had their eyes fixated on the screen with bated breath.

Everyone felt a rush of excitement and could not wait for the battle to unfold.

To the people of Remdik, Leopold, the strongest fighter in the country, was like a God on the battlefield.

With dark energy surrounding him, Leopold beckoned Nathan with his finger and said with a sneer, "Chief Cross, let's fight."

"All right!"

Not bothering to be polite, Nathan stepped forward and swung out a punch.

Leopold's eyes lit up. Instead of hiding, he responded to Nathan's attack with a punch as well.

Bam!

as great as a comet crashing into Earth. A booming sound rang out as the blast waves distorted the surrounding air. Gammon and the others

how strong the two men

nuclear weapons in

punches were

flashed across Leopold's eye as he felt dissatisfied with

raised his fist and aimed it at

time, his movements were

lifted his arm and threw

Bam!

explosion

to the previous time, both parties were still equally matched However, right after swinging out his punch, Leopold started launching a flurry of offensive attacks against

managed to

attacks; at the same time,

Leopold, hitting the

Nathan's kick was extremely

was thrown over thirty feet backward at the impact of the kick. With a loud thud, the general landed heavily on the ground as clouds of dust

rest who were watching the match through the screen were utterly

the Elite Eight were watching the

kick, wondering if the general had lost. Just when everyone was still processing their shock, Leopold had already stood up, regaining

of a footprint, there was no visible

cold, the general dusted his chest and said to Nathan in an intimidating

bent his knees